Be the savior from Frostpunk

Chapter 190 Trial Chamber!
"No need, the plague will not invade again for the time being."

Typhons had completely recovered, his mood was calm and he was no longer intimidating.He continued:

"The situation just now was just an accident. The great plague was not ready to extend His blessings to this."

Of course he understands that the disinfection measures between the two worlds here are in place. The spread of the virus just now was due to the work of the loving father Nurgle.

Obviously this has failed. Nurgle has more important things to do and will not set his sights here for the time being.

As for whether these mortals believe him or not, he doesn't care, he just wants to burn that tree now.

to appease one's anger.

He didn't care which god planned that tree. If it was the God of Change, it would be great.

There is still a score to be settled between them.

Out of caution, Alexander announced the temporary isolation of the entire wall between the factory and the city.

They quickly boarded the ship and began flying to where the signal was located.

"Wait, something is wrong, this location is so quiet, I can't even feel the existence of subspace anymore."

The Roddy who was sent to New London was far less timid and weak than he showed, and he said all kinds of things as soon as he threatened.

The crusader knight put on a fighting stance: "We have seen it with our own eyes, you are massacring civilians."

This particular ship made sure not to bring any corruption from the Warp after it was stabilized.

Maybe the ice and snow have covered most of the traces, but the body of the dead insect god is too magnificent.

Beyond the starry sky, a terrifying rift was torn open, and a ship was "thrown" in.

The first to jump off the ship, the latter is a plain old man carrying a rapier and a gun.

Typhus didn't bother to explain, the chainsword still spinning in his hand was the answer.

A knight in heavy armor dressed in a medieval style, holding a huge shield, and a huge sword that is too big for ordinary people to handle.

"Whatever, the thing we want to chase has come here, let's wipe it out first!"

"No comment."

The old man took off his hood, his beard and hair were all white.

But even so, he definitely didn't expect that within only a dozen days after he left his hometown, the corruption of the town had reached such a level that it was difficult for mortals to maintain their sanity.

The two found a flat place to sit down and waited patiently for the results of the scan.

He can also kill through all human gathering places in this world.

"Then can I also regard you as a heretic!"

But only the old man understood that after the knight's massacre started, it was an anger that made it difficult for him to calm down completely.

The closing of the door is the response.

But the armor and weapons it wears are all at the same level as itself.

The knight laughed loudly and shouted to the door of the ship:
"Why don't you come down and take a look around? Wouldn't it be a pity not to see it with your own eyes every time you go to a new world?"

New Birmingham, Typhus wielding his chainsword, or simply walking forward with a weapon, the more corrupted ones charged themselves and ended their lives.

"By the Emperor, have we successfully escaped a small warp storm?"

The old man and the young knight opened their eyes at the same time when they heard the Astartes.

Typhons picked a rail car that was ready for operation at any time, found the location of New Birmingham on the map, and set off alone.

When he arrived in New Birmingham, he thought people here could still communicate, but apparently not.

It was more like doing this on purpose, to lure people from New London to take the initiative to go to New Birmingham.

The two voices that appeared alternately gradually faded away.

Finally the ship landed in the Antarctic region of the planet.

"That's why I said that the guys from Mechanicism are a bunch of lunatics who can't communicate. Hahaha——"

"Us? That's right. The Crusaders have an inquisitor who is sworn to protect them. Oh, let that inquisitor come to see me."

Anyway, the icy and snowy environment outside had no effect on him. According to his current combat power, even if he didn't wear any power armor, he was unarmed.

"Don't you think it's a little strange? The terrain of the planet in front of you and the corresponding positions of other planets and stars are really like ancient Terra."

"I think it's useless to be strange. There were such examples during the Great Expedition. It seems that the planet has been covered in snow and ice, and there may not even be many living humans left."

A thin fog door began to appear when he was about to step into it, felt something, and looked back.

The young knight seemed to laugh heartily every time he said a word, as if with a natural cheerfulness.

In his eyes, the three demons of New London are no problem.

"But it's not the evil we're after. Fix it here. Our ships will soon scan enough information to wipe out the entire planet."

A ship landed on the horizon in the distance.

At least they didn't notice any chaos and corruption in Asta's body.

The people from New Birmingham who remained in the city were prevented from spreading the news.

The huge collapse in the entire central part is still there, and the corrupted but amazingly imposing bodies are still visible.

Typhons took off his helmet and looked directly at the opponent.

"The Inquisition is here! Astartes, inform your Chapter and number!"

"Your Excellency, the Judge, I have detected the signal of an Astarte. The war group I belong to needs to be analyzed after we get close."

Finally he walked up to the energy tower that had been parasitic, raised the chainsaw sword that was still rotating, and was set to cut molecular level, easily cut through the branches blocking the way, and penetrated into the center of the energy tower.

Noyd was obviously more rational, and patiently waited for Typhus's response.

And the source of all this corruption comes from the center of the entire city, the energy tower surrounded by the branches and roots extending from the depths of the ground.

"Your Majesty, the Emperor, it seems that there has been a fierce battle here."

In fact he could even run all the way there if he wanted to.

Under the friendly "communication", Roddy claimed to the public that it is for better negotiations that the cooperation between the two cities requires a place with absolute confidentiality and security for consultations.

A crusader knight jumped from the ship, perhaps not as big as himself as an Astartes.

After the ship came to a complete stop, the old man, Inquisitor Noed Feren, slowly stepped off.

"Astartes, according to the relevant docking regulations of the Astartes Codex and the Judgment Chamber. You are obliged to inform us of the battle group you belong to. As for whether you are performing any secret missions, we will not go into details."

Typhons laughed horribly:

"Then what kind of holy book can't control me! Do you want to see my name?"

"Then listen carefully!"

"I, Typhus, the first company commander of the Death Guard! Nurgle's Chosen!"

(End of this chapter)